Two towers stood
side-by-side so high in the air
So strong, so commanding, so proud to be there
Completing a landscape now frozen in time
A part of the old New York City skyline
How can we forget that a part of us died?
When freedom and evil were forced to collide
The towers were hit, but our hearts crashed as well
The moment our freedom and liberty fell
Trapping Americans deep in its core
Pushing once peace to the onset of war
Collapsing so strong and so fast on our peers
Evoking our gravest and darkest of fears
Shaking our foundation and causing the slide
The most valuable loss was that from inside
Our Mothers and Fathers once bright and alive
Helped our Sisters and Brothers fight to survive
Our friends and cousins fought hard to pull through
As our Sons and Daughters did the best they could do
Americans watched in horror, hands tied to prevent
The avalanche of humanity brought down to cement
Now side-by-side, new strength rose in the towers’ place
Men and women working at a hurried, frantic pace
Through piles and piles of wreckage and debris
Hoping that more survivors is what they would see
Americans banning together, soaring flags, showing pride
Looking to a higher power, so thankful to be alive
Struggling with torment and helpless feelings of unrest
Certainly our great Nation had received its ultimate test
And as the world watched and prayed, counting the days
Offering help in so many astounding, inspirational ways
A miracle happened; the ruble and debris began to rise
American's watched in amazement, not believing their eyes
White, billowy wings surfaced — breaking through the ground
Spirals and spirals of bright, beautiful light danced around
They're Angels, my God! Wings upon wings soaring to be free
Flapping, ascending, flying through the space the towers use to be
Dancing and laughing, smiling and singing as they rise through the air
Thanking, applauding, kissing America for the freedom that we share
As tears befall the eyes of those distressed and pained to see them go
They offer up their hearts, their strength and most importantly their
souls
For America they fly so high, so far, as they flutter their good-byes
For they are our Heroes, our greatest sacrifice, our towers of angels in
the skies
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